Texty: Bad Astronaut. Twelve Small Steps, One Giant Disappointment. The 'F' Word.

Something always guess
It's the matter of the time you waste
And here I am ideo focus
Come stand to you
The direction at you choose
The choice is in a mass
And you choose delive and scrypt
Far away from I
She's a long position your faithful to want
I know see your thumb
This kind over one

Is stand to reason but I can't be by myself
It makes no different what I have
I'm by myself

It's trend to your world
The bad I feel her thought
Check your my suggest
To some trivia this croath
The coldest and a refrest
the camp become your went all I remember
Is no reacts begin

Is stand to reason but I can't be by myself
It makes no different who I am
Is stand to reason and expel a left and done
It makes no different what I have
I'm by myself, by myself, by myself